The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

After leaving that world, Xihe immediately entered the next body impatiently,

I can't help it, it hurts too much.

Can't stand it.

"Zhang Qian, why are you dawdling? Didn't you see the guests coming? Why don't you hurry over there!" The ferocious proprietress slapped the table.

Xihe was stunned for a moment, and immediately stood up: "Understood."

Two teenagers who looked like students, a boy and a girl, came in. They ordered a bowl of egg noodles, and then they got together and whispered.

Xihe passed by the proprietress to serve noodles in the back kitchen.

I also heard the proprietress' harsh judgment: "Hmph, I fell in love before my hair was even grown, and I don't know how my parents taught me."

The kitchen smells very heavy, the light is very dark, and miscellaneous things are piled up in a pile. The shirtless boss is cooking rice in full swing. When the fire rises, he flips the pot and spoon a few times, adds some seasonings, and puts them neatly on the plate. :"alright."

Xihe took a plate and sent it to a young man playing with a mobile phone in the store.

"Thanks."

White shirt, suit pants, and a briefcase next to it, well, no doubt a social animal.

"You're welcome."

Xihe stood up and walked to the door.

This is a noodle restaurant. It is said to be a noodle restaurant. In fact, it sells fried rice and fast food. There is an asphalt road in front of the noodle restaurant, and a street on both sides. to pedestrians.

"Zhang Qian, you cost a thousand knives, what are you doing with the air conditioner? Don't others blow it?" The proprietress yelled.

Xihe silently stood aside a little.

The original owner's name was Zhang Qian, twenty years old this year, a third-rate university student.

It happened to be summer vacation now, and her parents disliked her eating and drinking for free, so they ran out of the house alone to work in the city, and entered such a noodle restaurant.

"Zhang Qian, lazy girl, why don't you go face-to-face!" The proprietress's loud voice rose again.

Xihe rolled her eyes helplessly, and resigned herself to the kitchen.

"Zhang Qian, clean up the bowl..."

"Zhang Qian, the floor, the floor was not swept!"

...

Xihe finally breathed a sigh of relief after getting off work in the dark, shit, dad was exhausted.

After washing the rag and putting it on the cooking table, Xihe walked up to the proprietress, "Madam proprietress, I won't be able to come because I have something to do in the future, please help me settle the wages."

"What? Salary?"

The proprietress immediately yelled, her voice was sharp, and her thick body yelled at Xihe: "You only want a salary after working for a few days? Ah, you don't want to look at your sneaky, tricky appearance, who else would want it except me?" You still want a salary, how can you have such a big face."

Xihe...

Just very speechless.

She said patiently: "Miss Boss, I worked hard and worked hard for twenty days."

The original owner's work is still very refreshing, and she is the only small employee in the store, she does almost everything, and the proprietress is in charge of directing.

The proprietress got angry and waved her hands: "What half a month, only two hundred, love it or not, go away."

The huge body directly pushed Xihe aside.

Holding on to the table so as not to let herself fall, Xihe laughed angrily, and took out her mobile phone: "Since the proprietress insists on doing this, I have no choice but to find jc to solve it."

"Are you still looking for JC?"

The proprietress immediately turned her head, and her eyes, which were squeezed by fat and invisible, spewed out anger.

Xihe nodded: "Yes, even if you work for one day, you should be paid. I worked for the proprietress for twenty days, and it's only two hundred. It's a bit unreasonable."

The woman was panting heavily, her nostrils flaring, her face flushed with anger.

"Well, hello!"

She opened the drawer, counted a dozen, and threw them in front of Xihe: "Here you are!"

Xihe didn't care, bent down to pick it up, and left without looking back.

On a summer night, the air was sweltering, Xihe was bitten by several mosquitoes after walking two steps, and killed one with a slap, Xihe turned his head and went into the small shop next to him.

The little shop is full of things,

Xihe found mosquito coils and cooling oil, took a few more bottles of Wahaha, and went to the front desk to pay.